Freebie and the Bean Page #11

'Second and goal

for the Texans..'

Hey, Mr. Meyers,

the dog, uh, poop yet?

(Freebie)

'Suppose, uh, suppose

we grab the kids, see?'

'Stick them in a hotel.

We don't, we don't hurt them.'

'You sit with them.

You get them room service.'

You know what that is?

kidnapping.

I mean, at least,

I-I'm getting better.

- 'It's nonviolent.'

- 'You're a Goddamn nut case.'

You call me names while my

future's going in the toilet.

- Hey. Come on.

- Huh?

(female #7)

'My God,

it's so peaceful today'

'like London in the parks.'

(Freebie)

He scored on a broad,

the dirty old bastard.

Watch yourself.

He's gonna need two guys

to help him on and off.

(man on Radio)

'...fourth and three

and looks to the sidelines'

'and here comes

the field goal unit.'

I got a good life.

A beautiful wife.

I got to f*** around

with some hustler

in the park and look

what it gets me.

Oh, now shut your mouth

and listen to me, Mr. Meyers.

All I want is $200,000 in cash,

and I want it now.

$200,000? What the hell do you

think I am, American Airlines?

What, are you

hijacking a Mercedes?

Where am I gonna get

$200,000 on a Sunday?

From your weekly

collections, Mr. Meyers.

Now please don't be silly

and play games

'cause I don't care

if I kill you or not.

Boss. We scored a field goal.

We're three to nothing.

Would you shut up and drive!

Now, in a few minutes,

you're gonna meet

a couple of your friends

in a blue Torino

and one of them is going

to hand you a suitcase

and I'll settle

for whatever's in it.

You see, I know

a lot about you.

Move it!

Move it, will you?

What's the matter

with you?

Look, lady, everything

is changed this week.

There's no meeting, there's no

blue Torino and no guys

and there's no suitcase

because this week

there's been a lot

of extra heat.

Ah, give me a break.

Now, listen, old man,

you tell your boy up there

to drive us to your office

because if there's no collection

that means the money's

already in the wall safe

waiting for the bank

to open on Monday.

- Wall safe?

- Behind the Chagall.

[horns honking]

[indistinct chatter]

(male #1 5)

Relax, you'll get to the game.

'What's the game about!'

(male #1 5)

'Come on, get in the car,

will you?'

(male #1 6)

'You in the blue Chevy,

any score?'

(male #1 7)

'Hey, come on,

move it, a**hole!'

An apple a day, huh?

(Bean)

'Hey.'

'She just smiled at me.'

What?

She just smiled at me.

- That broad over there?

- Yeah.

So what? She's a hooker.

What do you mean

she's a hooker?

- She eatin' a piece of fruit?

- Yeah.

Well, hookers are very big

on fruit. You know that?

Where do you get

all that sh*t?

She's sitting there.

She's in there with three kids.

So what? What do you mean,

hookers can't have kids?

Huh? Where do you think

they come from?

You think you hit a piata

with a stick

and they fall out

or something?

[indistinct chatter]

Take me to the stadium.

Take the lady

to the stadium.

Stadium? Yeah.

What's the matter don't you

want to miss the ball game?

Oh, it's not

the ball game, darling.

I just love the crowd.

(man on radio)

'It's intercepted!'

'A great block at the 45.

He heads to the far sideline.'

'At the 25, 20, 1 0, 5--'

(Rosen)

'Okay, boys, this is Rosen.'

'We just picked up

Motley at the airport.'

'You got your warrant.

Go get your man.'

(man on radio)

'Alright, here comes Sayed

in to try the extra point.'

'Harris will hold.'

[siren wailing]

[tires squeal]

[honking, wailing]

(male #1 8)

'Hey, how about a ride?'

(male #1 9)

'He's a loser!'

What did you do?

What's going on here?!

That's what I've been

trying to tell you.

That's why we canceled

the pickup.

- 'Don't be stupid!'

- Hey!

Open the door!

Come on!

The cops have been

following me for a week!

Okay, buster--

[crowd screams]

(male #1 8)

'My God! She's got a gun!'

No siento Nada.

[mumbling]

Esta bien.

No Te muevas, amigo.

You don't drive good.

(male announcer)

'There is a flag

on the play.'

I'll kill him.

Get an ambulance.

[crowd roaring]

[horn honking]

[screaming]

Hey!

Hey, jerk-off,

that's my wife you--

Don't bother me.

Lady in a print dress..

You had to come here

to have a fight?

- Please, lady!

- She nearly knocked me down.

- Where? Where? Where?

- She went in there.

Hey, you can't go in there.

Lady, I spend

half my life in toilets.

Probably die in one.

Lady in the print dress.

Come on out with your hands up.

'Come on in

and get me, a**hole.'

'And I ain't no lady.'

Bubble bath.

Look, there's

only one door.

Sooner or later, you gotta come

through it. Make it now.

'What's the matter, honey?

You afraid of the ladies room?'

Argh!

[screams]

Alright, Freebie.

Be a good boy and drop

the gun in there..

[screams]

...in the basket.

Go on, 'cause I'm not even

gonna count to 1 0.

You, outside.

[screams]

[grunts]

[screams]

[gunshot]

[gunshot]

[gunshots]

[screaming]

[crowd roaring]

(male announcer)

'Harris shaken up

on the play.'

(Rosen)

'Freebie!'

You look terrible,

sergeant.

- Who the hell is she?

- No. A f*ggot.

How's, uh.. How's Bean?

He's, uh..

I don't know.

- The ambulance is coming, but--

- Where's Meyers?

I sent him up

to the press box

with a couple of guys

to guard him.

Freebie, forget it.

They got Motley

on the way in from the airport.

- He's dead.

- Who got him?

They didn't leave their names.

I could ask Red. I don't think

he's gonna tell us.

Well, what now?

You really don't understand

the law, do you, sergeant?

I told you, they got Motley.

No witness, no case.

- The warrant's canceled.

- It's canceled? Really?

Well, I'm gonna uncancel it.

Go and eat your nuts,

you Goddamn moron.

Listen, I'm going up, and I'm

getting Meyers. You hear this?

I'm gonna bring him to the

station, if there ain't a cell

door open, I'm gonna tear

the front of the f***in'

building off.

That son of a b*tch is guilty.

I know he's guilty.

And you know he's guilty.

If you can't prove

that to a Goddamn court of law

then you're a f***in' moron that

shouldn't have the Goddamn job--

Quiet, will you?

My partner's laying

bleeding out there

and that a**hole's worried

about his conviction record.

- Your ass has had it this time.

- Alright, alright! Let him go.

- Go on and pick up Meyers.

- Damn it, you know--

Let Freebie pick him up.

Okay, son. Just don't get

so excited, huh?

Yeah, pick him up.

How can you be

a mouthpiece and an a**hole

at the same time?

[crowd chanting]

Hey, now, hold it. What?

His heart went, man.

Couldn't stand the strain.

[crowd roars]

(male announcer)

'...an apparent touchdown'

'but there's a flag

on the play.'

I'm sorry he's dead.

I bet you are.

I am. I'm sorry.

Yeah.

What a lot of crap.

Not for you, for me.

I was gonna pick him up.

We had him cold.

You? You had Red Meyers cold?

If you lived

another 200 years

you wouldn't be smart enough

to have Red Meyers cold

you dumb-ass jerk.

Forty years running

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